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FACE IN THE MIRROR Forever. That's how long I'll live, As long as I have mortals on whom to feed, Could you at least try not to destroy yourselves? Eternity without you would be unlikely, not to mention dull. I have no regrets, well maybe just one, Nothing worth dying over; at least not yet. Though you consider me evil and cruel Have you considered what you would do if offered Eternal youth for so small a price? Millions die so you can live; why should I not be the same? I drink your blood yes, but you eat flesh and Rejoice in the hunt, killing for sport, Random violence so commonplace; Only us Vampires seem to kill only for food. Oh, my one Regret? My long lost face in the mirror.
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